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"THE RIFT 
WITHIN THE LUTE' 



B plas In ©ne Hct 



BY 

CHAS. H. DICKINSON AND ARTHUR GRIFFITHS 



First produced on Thursday, November ioth, iSg8, at the Duke of 

York's Theatre, and afterwards in front of "Lord and Lady 

Algy" and "The Cuckoo," at the Avenue Theatre; 

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AVENUE THEATRE. 

John Stanmore Mr. Wilfred Draycott. 

REGGIE BEAUCLERK Mr. Hugh Goring. 

SQUIRE Heathcote Mr. H. Stephenson. 

KNIGHT Mr. R. Lister. 

MARY Stanmore Miss Bella Graves. 



DUKE OF YORK'S THEATRE. 
November ioth, 1898. 

John Stanmore Mr. Ernest Leicester. 

Reggie Beauclerk Mr. Arthur Edmunds. 

Squire Heathcote Mr. w. R. Staveley. 

Kn IGHT Mr. Graeme Goring. 

Mary Stanmore Miss May Warley. 



CHARACTERS. 
John Stanmore, a wealthy stockbroker, age about 45. 
Reggie Beauclerk, a young sub. in the \\th Lancers, 

age about 22. 
Squire Heathcote, Mary Stanmore s father, age about 

80. 
KNIGHT, John Stanmore s old butler, age about 50. 
Mary Stanmore, John Stanmore s wife, age about 35. 



SCENE AS SET. 

door, 
curtains door curtains 
easel 
window 
fireplace 

large couch 

table 
desk armchair 

armchair 
door 



door 



THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 



Scene. — A very handsomely furnished roo?n, with 
large anteroom at L. U. E., space between hung with 
heavy curtains ; large saddlebag chair and a double 
couch R.; /// L. is an easel on which is a picture draped; 
R. C. a desk wit Ji revolving chair j table down L. by side 
of couch. The room must have the appearance of every 
luxury. Fire alight. As the curtain rises, Knight, an 
elderly, very respectable man-servant, is arranging the 
evening newspapers on table ; he then walks round the 
room and switches on the different electric lights. 

KNIGHT. Somehow or other I'm happier when the 
lights are lit ; things seem brighter, and even this place 
seems a bit more cheerful — a bit more like home. Ah ! 
all the lights in the world, and, what's more, all the com- 
forts, will never make this place look like home. Well, 
I'd give something to hear the governor say to me, 
"Knight, we're going back to Westhorpe next week ; you'd 
better go down a day or two earlier, just to look after 
your cellar." The cellar ! my cellar ! ! Ah ! {sighs) 
Shall I ever see it again I wonder ? Those rows of 
Cockburn's '63 ; the few bottles of '48 and then the gov- 
ernor's Steinberg Cabinet, how he used to enjoy it ! 
" Knight," he used to say, " what shall we drink to-night ? " 
He always spoke like that when things were well 
and happy and the mistress was at Westhorpe, but now 
— he never says anything — I have to do all the talking, 
and he don't care what lie cats, or, what's worse, what he 
drinks. Well, I've thrown in my lot aside of his, and all 
the talking in the world won't make it any better. Ah ! 
there's his key. 

3 



4 "THZ RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 

Enter John Stanmore, a well-dressed, somewhat gray- 
haired man of about forty to forty -five ; he looks worn 
and tired. KNIGHT goes and helps him off with his 
coat, takes his hat and stick. Also enter Reggie 
Beauclerk, a good-looking young fellow about twenty- 
two, fair and somewhat weak looking. BEAUCLERK 
goes to fireplace and stands looking into fire. 

Stan. Any letters, Knight ? 

Knight. They are on your desk, sir. Will you dine 
at home, sir ? 

Stan. Yes. I don't feel up to going out. 

Knight. Do you dine alone, sir ? 

Stan. Yes, Knight, alone, (sadly) 

Knight. Very well, sir. (exit Knight. Stanmore 
goes to desk and begins openingfirst letter, then notices 
Beauclerk, who has turned round from fireplace) 

Beau. I suppose I had better £V. 

Stan, (passing hand over forehead) Excuse me, 
Reggie, I had forgotten all about you. I have these 
absent fits sometimes. You wanted to see me, my boy. 
What is it about ? 

Beau, (somewhat sullenly) Money. 

STAN. Ah ! (sighing) Why don't you go to your 
grandfather or your aunt, my wife ? 

Beau. Because she has already done everything lean 
honestly ask, and because I — I am ashamed to go to my 
grandfather and tell him the truth. 

Stan. Ashamed ! You have done nothing dishonor- 
able ? 

Beau. No, not so bad as that, but I — I'm in trouble ; 
I've been fool enough to lose more money than I can pay ; 
cards at the club ; and if I can't settle by Friday I shall be 
posted. 

Stan. Reggie, your grandfather allows you a hand- 
some income. You are in a crack cavalry regiment, 
with a big prospect in front of you, and yet — yet you 
can't keep away from those cursed cards. 

Beau, (touchily) 1 know I have been a fool and I 
know it's not the first time — but for God's sake don't you 
preach to me ! Cards have no interest to you. It's easy 
enough for you, a stockbroker, to resist gambling after 
hours, because you are up to your eyes in it all day long, 
and you're sick of it ; but for us poor military loungers, 



"THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 5 

with sometimes nothing to do all day, it's a pretty hard 
tussle to resist temptation. 

STAN. Don't get angry, Reggie — and don't think I 
want to preach, {pause) Who did you lose the money 
to ; and where ? 

I-i \.u. To Captain Vallaris, at the club. 

STAN. He's a bad egg, Reggie. 

BEAU. At any rate, he must be paid. 

STAN. {quietly) How much ? 

BEAU. A few hundred. 

Stan, {quietly and kindly) How much, Reggie ? 

Beau. Something under five hundred. 

Stan, (smiling) How much, my dear Reggie ? 

BEAU, (somewhat ashamed) Four hundred and fifty. 

STAN. The total, Reggie ? 

Beau. On my word — as a gentleman. 

Stan. You were right to come to me, my boy. (goes 
to desk) Fm not going to say, Don't do it again. I am 
only going to ask you not to worry or bother your aunt. 
She is very fond of you, Reggie, and for her sake, my lad, 
have a good try for the future. Will you ? [writes 
cheque) There's the money. {tears out cheque and 
places it on corner of desk and rises) And when you 
play cards again — play with a gentleman. 

BEAU. How can I thank you ? 

Stan. Don't try. Exchange into an Indian regiment, 
you'll get active service there. Get away from this cursed 
London for a year or two, and then come back, marry a 
good girl, settle down, and leave the rest to your aunt 
and — to me. 

BEAU. You ? Do you mean to say you will help me 
again ? 

STAN, Go abroad — do something worthy the name of 
a soldier, of a Beauclerk ; give up being the military 
lounger, as you just called yourself. Prove that you can 
do this, and when you come back, for her sake, I will do 
all I can for you. 

BEAU. For her sake ? (pause) Can't /do something 
to help you : I know I am young, and you are twenty 
years older than I am, and perhaps I oughtn't to speak 
ill <>n such a subject, but I can't help seeing the 
change that has come over you since your separation from 
your wile, since you left Westhorpe. I know nobody 
knows the real truth, but isn't there something to be done ? 



6 «« THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 

something that will bring you two together again ? What- 
ever has caused your separation can surely be explained, 
and, if not, can at any rate be forgotten — perhaps for- 
given. 

Stan. If I were to say that there is nothing to for- 
get — to forgive ? 

Beau. You mean 

Stan. If — mind I say if — if the reason that caused my 
wife to leave me existed only in her imagination, that in 
fact it never existed at all, being only a miserable suspi- 
cion, doubt, developed by means of unfortunate circum- 
stantial evidence — mind, I only say if — what would you 
then think ? 

Beau. Why, that you should tell her so openly, and 

ask her to 

Stan. To forgive what never existed, eh ? No, 
Reggie, if reconciliation comes at all, it must come through 
her. She left me — I did not leave her. 

Beau. Then, if she came back, you would be as you 
once were ? 

Stan, Yes, if she realized the wrong she had done me. 
Beau. Uncle, tell me the truth. I — I want to help you 
if I can. 

Stan. Sit down, Reggie. Light a cigarette. I will 
tell you the truth, [pause) About two years before I 
married your aunt, 1 met a woman named Kitty Davis. 

Beau. Not the woman who used to sing at that 
beastly low place, the Oriental ? 

Stan. Yes, she has come down the theatrical ladder 
since I knew her seventeen years ago ; then she was a 
star, a burlesque actress at one of the best West End 
theatres. Well, she pleased me, and for a time I even 
thought I loved her, and went so far as actually to pro- 
pose marriage, when she told me she had a husband liv- 
ing. Well, it ended like all such stories do, in disillu- 
sions. So, we dissolved partnership ; but thinking I was 
doing right I instructed my solicitors to pay her a certain 
sum quarterly. This I allowed to go on until she began 
blackmailing me for more, threatening, if I refused, to in- 
form my wife. Well, I did refuse — with the result you can 
guess. Kitty Davis saw my wife, produced the receipts 
for the money my solicitors had paid her, and swore that 
our liason had continued ever since. My wife refused 
all explanation, believed the worst, and left me. 



"THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 7 

BEAU. May I tell her the truth ? 

Stan. No. {firmly) Reggie, you are a good fellow, 

and I thank you, but you can do nothing for me in this affair. 
There is an old adage — " Never interfere between husband 
and wife." It's a very old one — but it's a very true one. 
Take your cheque, my boy, and be off to the club ; pay 
this Captain Vallaris and tell him from me, at the same 
time, that for two pins I would have knocked your debt 
off the two thousand he still owes me. (pause) Will 
you come back to dinner ? I'm all alone. 

BEAU. I'm afraid I shan't have time to get this matter 
settled, dress, and get back here. At any rate, don't 
wait for me, and, if I can't, I'll run in after. 

STAN. Just as you like, my lad. (STANMORE drops 
into chair and takes up newspaper. BEAUCLERK goes 
up to door as if to exit, then comes back and places his 
hand on his uncle s shoulder) 

BEAU. Uncle, you're a brick, (shakes hands and then 
rapidly exits) 

STAN. A brick. How easy it is to be a brick, a good 
fellow amongst your fellow men, if only you have money. 
Plenty of money. Well, it buys most things, luxuries, 
pleasures ; it buys most men, and a fair percentage of 
women, and yet there is one thing it can't buy for me 
now, — happiness. For twenty years 1 have worked night 
and day to achieve my present position ; to be able to 
say to myself, John Stanmore, you are worth so many 
thousands, John Stanhope, you are one of the twenty 
men in this great city of London ; and now, when the 
time has come, what does it bring me ? Position, yes, 
power, yes, but happiness, alas — No ! (sighing) Ah ! 
sometimes I wish myself back to the old struggling days 
of clerkdom. I was happy then — there was more joy in 
the weekly salary than in all the thousands that now roll 
into my bank. And when I first met Mary down at dear 
old Muskham ; the Mary who, fifteen years ago, became 
my wife ; the Mary for whom I have striven and toiled ! 
Yes, I was happy then. And since ? Yes ; I have been 
happy since — happy ever since— until she left me, three 
months a^o-(^i/;^ up to the easel and drawing drapery 
: from the picture) left me, believing I was false 
to her. And now, because she would not hear me, would 
not even allow me to explain, my home is broken, my 
life not worth the living, and all happiness is gone, (lets 



8 " THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 

drapery fall over picture and comes down stage) Yet 
most men would call me a fool, a quixotic fool. 1 can 
hear them saying, Why not be as others are, Stanmore ? 
Why not do as others do ? Is your case any different to 
the thousand of other couples who find themselves drift- 
ing apart ? Come, come, think it over seriously, and don't 
be such a fool. There are plenty of other women in the 
world — yes, plenty, my worthy friends ; plenty. Senti- 
ment, eh ! absolutely idiotic sentiment I know it is ; yet 
I shall wait and yet I shall hope ; wait for the day when 
she will come back to me ; hope for the time when 
we shall be together again, {goes to desk and writes 
another cheque, leaving cheque-book on table — then 
rings bell) 

Enter Knight. 

Knight. Yes, sir. 

Stan. I want you to go round to Charing Cross Hos- 
pital — you will have plenty of time before dinner — present 
my compliments to Dr. Knevitt and give him this 
cheque, and say that I will hold myself responsible for 
all expense incurred as regards that poor woman, Kitty 
Davis. 

Knight. The case as was in the papers this morn- 
ing, sir ? Kitty Davis ; the girl as used to sing at the 
Oriental ? Why, I've seen her heaps of times. Run over, 
wasn't she, sir ? Ah, it's hard to come down in life like 
she has ; and now the papers say she hasn't a friend in the 
world. 

Stan. Give my message to Dr. Knevitt, and say I shall 
be annoyed if he states in any way from where the assist- 
ance comes — and don't forget she is to have everything 
that is required. I'm going to dress. Have dinner 
punctually at 8. Mr. Beauclerk may probably dine with 
me. {exit Stanmore into room) 

Knight. It's a pleasure to serve a man like that. 
What does he know of Kitty Davis ? Why, nothing ; he 
only reads it in the papers, but he puts his hand into his 
pocket like the real good-un he is, and takes jolly good 
care nobody knows anything about it. That's what I 
like ; none of your nasty advertising tricks. That's what 
I call real charity, {bell is heard to ring. Knight goes 
to outer hall and opens door) 






"THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 9 

Enter Mary Stanmork, a very handsome woman, aris- 
tocratic in appearance, about jj, is veiled. 

Mary. Is Mr. Stanmore in ? 

Knight. Yes, ma'am. 

Mary. Can 1 see him ? 

Knight. Mr. Stanmore is dressing, if you will give 
me your name, I will take it to him. 

Mary. {lifting her veil) Uon't you know me, 
Knight ? 

Knight. Mrs. Stanmore ! ! ! 

Mary. Don't disturb Mr. Stanmore ; I will wait here 
till he comes. 

Knight. Yes, ma'am, {goes up to door, then looking 
back) I shall see that cellar again, after all. {exit 
Knight. Mary Stanmore walks about, looking at room) 

Mary. Am I right in coming here, or would it have 
been better to have told my father the whole truth ? Yet he 
is so old, so weak, and the doctors say he must have no 
excitement, {pause, still looking about) So this is for 
what we separated, to come back to this — chambers ! 
To leave the lovely old place in the country, to shut up 
our house in town, and all for this ! Only three months 
ago, three little months, and I had no suspicion that the 
husband I loved and thought one of the best men in the 
world, had been for years deceiving me. Only three 
months ago since I told him I could no longer live with 
him. Why, why didn't I remain in ignorance ? What 
good have I done ? None, none. Why did the knowl- 
edge of that wretched woman come between us ? {pause) 
How will he receive me ? Will he be angry ? I have no 
right here, and he may tell me so. {goes to desk and 
sees cheque-book on table and reads counterfoil) Kitty 
Davis, twenty pounds. Even here, the first thing I see. 
Why will men be such brutes ? He had my love, all that 
I could give him, and yet he could leave my side for such 
as this, {touching cheque) Kitty Davis. Yes, men are 
brutes and women are fools to love them. Well, it is 
perhaps for the best — it hardens one, it kills all desire for 
reconciliation, it destroys all pity, all forgiveness. 

Enter John Stanmore ; he passes desk without seeing 
her, then turns, 

Stan. Mary — you — you here ! 



io "THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE.'* 

Mary. Yes. I — I want to see you on a family mat- 
ter — my father. 

John, {anxiously) Not ill, I hope ? 

Mary. No, but he is far from well, and his sight is 
worse. He is up in town to-day to see the occulist. He 
knows nothing of our separation, as you know. When 
we parted, three months ago, we both agreed that it was 
best he should think things were as they always used 
to be. 

John. Yes— well, what then ? 

Mary. He wrote me saying he was coming up to 
town, and as the examination would necessarily be a 
somewhat tedious one, he would prefer to stay the night 
in town with us. Do you understand ? With us. 

Stan. You still wish the truth to be kept from him ? 

Mary. He is very old, and his health is fast failing ; 
would it do any good ? 

Stan. No, yet I do not quite follow you. What do 
you wish done ? 

Mary. Our house in Stanhope Street is dismantled, as 
you know, and I couldn't take him to a hotel, as he would 
be sure to ask for you, and then 

Stan. You might have to explain to him — to your 
father — you would have to tell him why you left me. 

Marv. Is there any need to go over old ground ? 

Stan. None. What you did you did alone, and the 
responsibility rests only with you. Let that pass. What 
do you wish me to do ? 

Mary. It is only for one night. You have two or 
three rooms I believe here ? 

Stan. Yes — you wish me to 

Mary. To receive him here as if nothing had hap- 
pened — to give up this one evening to acting a lie — you 
and I ; anything to save him the knowledge of our separ- 
ation. 

Stan. Can it always be kept from him ? 

Mary. Yes, he is hardly ever in London. Down at 
Muskham no one knows the truth, and even if they did, 
would, for my sake, keep silent. 

Stan. For your sake. Don't you think I have a stake 
in this affair ? Your father is, and always was, very dear 
to me. In the years gone by, he rendered me a service 
that few men render one another. He saved me — saved 
my credit in the great panic in '84. That is a long time 



"THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." n 

a^o but I haven't forgotten it, nor am I likely ever to. 
{pause) Your father returns to Muskham Grange to- 
morrow ? . . - 

MARY, (nervously) Yes— I— I have taken it for 
granted that you— you would consent ; so, as my father 
wished to call at his club, I gave him this address and 
told him to come on to us in a cab. 

Stan. You were certain I should fall in with your 



views 



MARY. I thought you would do it for his sake, if not 

for mine. . , _ f ,, 

Stan And you were right— quite right. Let me fully 
understand. 1 do not wish to contradict you in any way. 
What excuse have you given him about the house in 
Stanhope Street ? 

M VRY. Only that we were having extensive alterations 
and that the place was topsy-turvy with workmen 

St\n Yes that will do. I have two rooms besides 
this— your father can have the one there {pointing to 
the L.) and you the other ; I will go to the Grand. 
Mary. Must we turn you out ? 

STAN It is better. I will remain until your father 
retires and I shall be back before he is up to-morrow. 

MARY. You will do your best, while he is here, to 
make him think— think we are still together ? 
Stan. Yes. 
Mary. Thank you. 

Stan. Hadn't you better remove your hat and cloak i 
I am sorry I have no maid to attend you 

Mary. How stupid ! Of course I will. This room ? 
(indicating room) 

Stan Yes— the switch is on your left as you enter. 
(bell is heard) Ah, there's the cab. You had better 
hurry ■ and when your father is here don't forget to play 
V Our VM. Don't forget that. (MARY STANMORE looks 
at her husband as if not understanding ; then exits) 

KNIGHT enters and opens door in hall. ^"^™* 

Heathcote assisted by Knight— is met by John 

STAN MORE, who leads him to fireplace. 

STAN, (quite cheerily) Ah, my dear Squire, this is 

kind of you to take us like this. Now, let me help you off 

with your coat ; now your hat-gloves— why your hands 

are quite cold ! Knight, a liqueur of brandy at once. 

LofC. 



12 "THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 

That's better. Now take my arm and come and sit by the 
fire, {places Squire Heathcote in chair) 

Squire. Ah ! {sigh of comfort. Knight brings 
liqueur) My dear John — I — I couldn't. 

Stan. Nonsense ! Come, consider me your doctor and 
drink it. You've believed one medical man to-day and 
probably accepted his prescription, so you may just as well 
equalise it by accepting mine. (Squire drinks) Well, 
what does the doctor say ? 

Squire. Hope — my dear John — he gives me hope ; 
he anticipates that by a small operation my sight may be 
restored for five or six years. Think of it, John ; five or 
six years. Why it — it has made me feel ten years 
younger. 

Stan. Then to-day you are only seventy instead of 
eighty. 

Squire. Ah ! Ah ! that's good, my boy, very good. 
Come here, let me have a look at you. Oh, I can see 
better than you think, {gazing at him quite close) You 
are looking older, John. Too much business, too much 
anxiety, too much excitement. Why don't you give it 
up. You have everything you want, a loving wife, 
plenty of money, why not give up town and retire to 
Westhorpe ? 

Stan. Ah, Squire, one mustn't be selfish, you see. If 
I thought only of myself, why 

Squire. Yes — yes — of course ; I understand — the 
women ; they must have their little vanities, their dresses, 
their box at the opera, their season in town — of course — 
of course. Well, well, tell me what improvements you 
are making at Stanhope Street — why — why, you extrava- 
gant fellow, it was only last year that you had a positive 
army of workmen on your wife's new reception-room. 
What on earth are you up to now ? 

Stan. Oh — we — we discovered a sinking of the east 
wall three months ago — and Mary — Mary [enter Mary 
Stanmore) said it must be put right — so — so 

Squire. Yes, John. 

Stan. Let me give you a cigar, I have still some of 
your favorites left. 

SQUIRE. You are a good fellow, John, and Mary ought 
to think herself a lucky woman — a very lucky woman. 
I — I believe if Providence had given me a son, I could'nt 
have liked him better than I do you. 



"THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 13 

Stan. Thank you, Squire. 

MARY, {coming down from door) And where do I 
come in, father ? 

SQUIRE. Where you always do. Ah, John, you have 
a golden treasure here, and thank God you have known 
how to take care of it. {passing his hand gently 
over Mary's face) I had only two of them. Mary and 
her elder sister Kate ; and she, poor child, went years 
ago. 

Mary. But there's her son Reggie, you mustn't forget 
him. 

SQUIRE. Ah, I know what a favorite he is of yours. 
By the way, has he been getting on better lately ? 

Mary, {nervously) Oh — oh, he — he 

Stan, (interrupting) He's just left here ; came to tell 
me he was sick of being a lounger ; so he was going to 
exchange into the Indian Line, where he is sure to 
get active service. He asked me what I advised, so 
I told him to go. By the way, he may dine with us to- 
night. 

Squire. Ah, that's right, nothing like work ; for a 
young man, there's noting like work. 

Mary, [looking at Stanmore over Squire's head) 
Thank you. 

Squire. Come, draw your chair up to the fire, so that 
I may see you both ; or, better still, Mary, let me see you 
sitting in your favorite position at John's feet. Come, 
come, all society habits must be given up when I come to 
stay. (Mary looks at Stanmore, then takes cushion 
and places it o/ijloor at St a^more's feel, then, hesitating, 
sits) 

SQUIRE. Ah ! that's splendid. Now give John a kiss 
for being such a good fellow, (business. Mary kisses 
Si wmore) What time do we dine, John ? 

STAN. Eight — in about half an hour. 

SQUIRE. Excellent. Lucky I dressed at the club, so 
shall have time to quietly finish my cigar. Ah ! Mary, 
this makes one think of the old times ; takes one back 
years and /ears, and recalls the memory of your dear 
'mother. Ah ! how I missed her. 

Mary. Father, you mustn't think of such things to- 
night. 

SQUIRE, I Hiite right, my girl, but don't think they are 
sad thoughts, because they are not. It's seeing you two 



14 " THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 

together that makes me recall the old happy days. It is 
seeing- you thus united, so thoroughly understanding one 
another, so attached, that reminds me when my own 
married Hie was so nearly wrecked by foolish pride. 

Mary. What, you and mother ? Why, you were always 
a regular pair of turtle doves ; never content unless you 
were with one another. 

SQUIRE. Yet, Mary, there was once a storm even in 
our married career. 

Mary. Tell mc of it, father, {somewhat excitedly) 

Squire. It happened, my girl, when you and your 
sister were quite little ones, yet why 1 tell you now, I 
don't know, except that the air to-night seems full of old 
memories, {pause} I had a friend, Roger Silvester, 
your godfather, my Mary ; we had been boys together, 
and even after our marriage he was always with us. Yet 
somehow or other jealousy entered into my heart and I 
grew day by day more suspicious of his attentions to my 
wife, until, in a mad moment, I accused her of it. At 
first she laughed and then, seeing I was in earnest, at 
once offered an explanation. This I scorned, and in my 
rage, refused to listen. 

Stan. And the end ? 

SQUIRE. The end came that night. Muskham Grange, 
our old home, was without a mistress. My wife had left 
me. 

Stan. And then ? {looking keenly at Mary) 

Squire. Then came three weeks of loneliness, three 
weeks of such misery, as, tha!ik God, I have never known 
again ; when, once more, happiness was brought me by 
chance. Silvester came to see me, knowing nothing, and 
expecting to find us together. Broken down inspirit and 
health, I told him all, and learnt the truth. That night 
I went with him to ask forgiveness of the best wife man 
ever had, and the next day Muskham Grange had its mis- 
tress back, {looking at his watch) Ten minutes to 
eight and you dine at eight. Dear, dear me, how the 
time flies ! {rising) I must be making myself respect- 
able. 

Stan. Mary, show your father his room. (Mary ^^j 
to R.) No, no, not that one. You know you decided. 
{as if to cover her mistake) 

Mary, {uneasily) Of course, how stupid of me — this 
way, father, this way, take my arm. {crossing to L.) 



"THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 15 

STAN. Don't trouble, my dear. I — I am not quite so 
helpless as you think. (MARY opens door L. down for 
SQUIRE to pass out, then closes door and stands listen- 
ing. Mary and Stanmore look at one another. Bus- 
iness) 

Enter Knight, with letter in hand. Stanmore turns 
up stage. 

STAN. Well, Knight? 

Knight. I've been to Charing Cross Hospital, sir, 
and 

Stan. Yes, speak up, Knight. What is it ? 

KNIGHT. I'm a little bit upset, sir. You see, when I 
got to the Hospital and gave your message to Dr. Knevitt, 
I thought things were — well, as they were, but they 
weren't, for it seems that the poor woman, Kitty Davis 

Mary. Kitty Davis ? {excitedly) 

Knight. Yes, ma'am, Kitty Davis as used to sing at 
the Oriental. 

Stan. Well, what did Dr. Knevitt say ? {all this 
quick) 

Knight. You see, sir, there was nothing he could say 
for — for Kitty Davis was dead. 

Mary. Kitty Davis dead ! ! ! 

Stan. Dead ! 

Knight. Yes, sir, she died at three o'clock this after- 
noon. 

STAN. Did the doctor send me any message ? 

KNIGHT. Only this, sir. {holding out letter) Dr. 
Knevitt desired me to give it you ; he said it was the last 
tiling the poor woman wrote, {hands letter to Stan- 
more) 

STAN. Thank you, Knight. You had better see about 
dinner at once. It must be close on eight. 

KNIGHT. It wants five minutes yet, sir. {goes to door 
— then aside) Poor Kitty Davis ! 

STAN, {looking at letter and just about to open it) 
Stay, this is not for me, it is for — for my wife. A mes- 
sage from the dead. Does it contain good or evil I 
wonder ? Mary, a little while ago, I sent Knight with a 
message to the resident surgeon at Charing Cross Hos- 
pital. A reply has come — but — it is addressed to you ; it 
is from the poor patient herself. Will you open it ? {of- 
fering letter to Mary. Business) 



16 "THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 

Mary, {taking letter) I — I want to speak to you 
first. My father's story of the past has made me think 
of what I have done, John. Like him I refused to listen, 
to hear from you any explanation of our great trouble. 
My pride was hurt ; I constituted myself your judge, and 
I believed, I was right. Now — now I think, I may have 
been in error — John — I ask you now — can you — will you 
explain ? 

Stan, (quietly) Read that letter. I don't know what 
it contains, but there is some strange fatality at work to- 
night. God knows how it will end. Read that letter. 
(Mary reads letter, her face becomes full of sorrow 
and she suddenly throws herself into armchair , sobbing 
violently, still holding letter in hand) 

Stan. No — no, don't give way. 

Mary. Ah, you were right to despise me, for I have 
wronged you ! Hear what she sends me. {opening 
letter and reading through her tears) "I am a dying 
woman, and I wish to ease my soul of one evil thing I 
have done. When I came to you and told you the story 
about your husband, I lied. He was the only man who 
treated me as a woman, and I repaid his kindness by 
falsehood and treachery. Seventeen years ago he was 
something to me, but since then I have never even seen 
him. This I swear to you on my deathbed. Forgive me 
if you can. — Kitty Davis." (pause) Oh, how you 
must hate me ! ! ! 

Stan, (very reserved) Mary dear, (taking tetter 
froni her hand) shall I tear this up ? You and I will 
never want it again. Shall we try and begin again, shall 
we try and forget that this incident ever happened, and 
shall we forgive one another ? 

Mary. No — no, it is for me to implore, to plead for 
forgiveness ; not you. I was foolish — wicked 

Stan. And I was proud. 

Mary, (looking up) Can you indeed forgive me ? can 
you ? 

Stan. Look, (tears up letter) See, there goes the 
ugly shadow of the past ; now we have only the future to 
think of. 

Mary, (rising and placing her hands on Stanmore's 
shoulders) And can I help you in it ? 

Stan, (drawing her into his arms) As only the 
woman I love can. (embraces and kisses her) 



» THE RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE." 17 

Enter Reggie Beauclerk in evening dress — stands up 
stage after noticing them — they separate. 

Beau. Well, I never ! Hullo, aunt, what on earth 
brings you up to town ? (Reggie goes to Stanmore) I 
am awfully glad — awfully. 

Stan, (aside) What about Vallaris ? 

Beau. There's my I. O. U. 

Stan. Ssh ! Tear it up. (aside) 

Mary. How are you, Reggie ? 

Beau. Alright now, but 1 was very bad this afternoon 
I can tell you. Look what that good fellow of a husband 
of yours has done for me. (to Stanmore) No, I will 
tell her. I — I got into another devil of a scrape and like 
the brick he is, he's put it straight for me. Oh, I'm not 
conceited, my dear aunt, he didn't do it for my sake, he 
told me that plainly enough — all he said was, there's the 
money, don't worry my wife. 

Mary, (tearfully) John, don't punish me any more ! 

Enter Squire Heathcote l. Reggie goes to him. 

Beau. How do you do, sir ? 

SQUIRE. Well, you young scapegrace, so I hear you 
are going to India. 

Beau. Yes, sir. 

Squire. Ugh ; if you want anything before you go, 
don't forget you have a grandfather. 

Beau. No, sir ; I promise you I won't. 

Enter Knight from lobby. 

Knight. Dinner is served, (remains up) 
Stan. Reggie, in the absence of other ladies, take the 
Squire into dinner, (they pass out arm in arm laugh- 
Knight, we are going back to Westhorpe next week. 
I think you'd better go down to-morrow, just to look alter 
your cellar. Mary, will you come with me ? (they pass 
happily out as Knight smilingly opens door for them) 

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143 Animal Magnetism 

144 Highways and Bv-Wavs 

VOL. XIX." 

145 Columbus 

146 Harlequin Bluebeard 

147 Ladies at Home 

148 Phenomenon in a Smock 

Frock 

149 Comedy and Tragedy 

150 Opposite Neighbors 

151 Dutchman's Ghost 

152 Persecuted Dutchman 

VOL. XX. 

153 Musard Ball 

154 Great Tragic Revival 

155 High Low Jack & Game 

156 A Gentleman from Ire- 

157 Tom and Jerry [land 

158 Village Lawyer 

159 Captain's not A-miss 

160 Amateurs ami Aetors 



191 Bengal Tiger 
|*»8 Laughing Hvena 
!l99 The Victor Vanquished 

200 Our Wile 

VOL. XXVI. 

201 My I Insband's Mirror 

202 Yankee Land 
1203 Norah Creina 

204 Good for Nothing 

205 The First Night 

206 The Eton Boy 

207 Wandering Minstrel 

208 Wanted, 1 Milliners 

VOL. XXVII. 

209 Poor Pilcoddy 

■210 The Mummy [Glasses 
■.'11 Don't Forg.- 1 your Opera 

212 Love in Livery 

213 Anthony and Cleopatra 

214 Trying 'it On 

215 Stage Struck Yankee 

216 Young Wife & Old Um- 

brella 
VOL. XXVIII. 

217 O 

t)6 a Family Failing 

219 Adopted Child 

220 Turned Heads 

221 A Match in the Dark 

222 Advice to Husbands 

223 Siamese Twins 

224 Sent to Mm* Tower 

VOL. XXIX. 

225 Somebody Kl.-e 
2 6 Ladles' Battle 

227 \rt of Acting 

228 The Lady of the Lions 

229 The Rights of Man 

230 My Husband's Ghost 



VOL. XXXIII. 
.'57 2o Minutes with a Tiger 

258 Miralda; or, the Justice 

ofTacon 

259 A Soldier's Courtship 

260 Servants bv Legacy 

261 Dying for Love' 

262 Alarming Sacrifice 

263 Valet de Sham 

264 Nicholas Mekleby 

VOL. XX XIV. 

265 The Last of the Pigtails 

266 King Rene's Daughter 

267 The Grotto Nymph 
26* A Devilish i. 1 Joke 

269 A Twice Told Tale 

270 Pas de Fascination 
■71 Revolutionary Soldier 

272 A Man Without a Head 

VOL. XXXV. 

273 The Olio, Part 1 

274 The Olio, Part 2 

275 The Olio, Pnrt 3 [ter 

276 The Trumpet, > 

277 Seeing Warren 

27N Oreen Mountain Boy 

279 That Nose 

280 Tom Noddy's P»cret 

VOL. XXXVI. 

281 Shocking Events 

282 A Regular Fix 
2*3 Dick Turpin 
2*4 Young Scamp 
285 Young Actress 
2*6 Call at No. 1—7 

281 Touch of Nature 

288 Two B'hovs 

VOL. XXXVII. 

289 All the World's a Stage 

290 Quash, or Nigger Prac- 

291 Turn Him Out |tice 

292 Pretty Girls of Stillberg 

of the Attic 
■.'94 Circumstaiicesal ter Cases 

295 Kattv O'Sheal 

296 A Supper in Dixie 

VOL. XXXYIIl. 
'.'97 Ici on Parle F'raneais 

298 Who Killed Cock Robin 

299 Declaration oflndenend- 

300 Heads or Tails [ence 

301 Obstinate Family 

302 Mv *unt 

• Rascal Pat 

304 Don Paddy de Bazan 

VOL. XXXIX. |ture 

305 Too Much for Good N;.-. 

306 Cure for the Fidgets 
:;o7 Jack's the Lad 

80S Much Ado AboutNothing 
109 Artful Dodger 



231 Two Can Play at that 3I0.W tuning Hazard 

Gi " 311 Day's Fishing [Ac'. 

232 Fighting by Proxy 312 Did you ev«r send your, 

Vol.. XXX. * VO|„ XL. 

233 Unprotected Female 313 Aii Irishman's Maneuver 

the Petticoats 314 Cousin Fannie 

23.5 Forty and Fifty H- Darkest Hour be- 

236 Who Sbde the Pocket- 316 Masquerade [fore Dawn 
231 Mv Son Diana [sion .il7 Crowding the S. 

238 Unwarrantable Intru- 318 Good Nbrhl 

239 Mr. and Mrs. White 319 Man with the Carpet Bag 

240 A Quiet Family I errible Tinker 



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